“Dad, pancakes again!” Aphrodite, the most beautiful goddess of all, wined. “Why can’t we have something interesting?”
Aphrodite and her family were sitting atop Mt Olympus, a place full of splendor and riches. The family was eating a breakfast of pancakes on their gold plates, sitting on a gold table, in a golden room.
Zeus, god of gods, gave his daughter the look of death like most parents do when they’re mad. He thought that Aphrodite was more annoying than snow in summer
He then sighed and said, “Dear, I created the pancake for us gods to have for breakfast every morning, and I wish for it to stay that way!”
Aphrodite went into a full out tantrum kicking and screaming on the floor, Hera, queen of Olympus, tried to calm her down but nothing worked. Zeus had no choice but to cave into his daughter’s request. He decided to create something even better than the pancake but he knew that that was going to be hard to do.
After diligently hearing her father say he was going to do it, she picked herself off the floor and strut to her elegant room. She plopped herself on the seat by her vanity just to look at herself and use her hair iron to uncoil her long blond locks.
This gave Zeus a marvelous idea. He went to his friend, Hephaestus, the God of the forge, and requested that he create a prototype of his new invention. It was like a hair iron but it was circular and had many grooves and impressions built into it. To activate the machine, Zeus struck it with his mighty lightning bolt and it became hot to the touch. The dinky machine burst and sputter until it clicked on, and the two men celebrated. Zeus traveled back to Olympus to complete his challenge.
Aphrodite wasn't interested in the invention Zeus had created. She began to groan and complain to her Hera about how long it was taking her father to do this. As the time increased her patients slowly went away and there was nothing good about that.
Zeus was ready to end the madness that his daughter had created. He zapped the machine with his lightning to activate its power. He slowly poured the pancake batter he had left over into the pan and pressed down the top. After five minutes of waiting, he took the food out of the plan and onto a plate. Zeus stared at it until Aphrodite walked in the kitchen. With just one look at the meal Aphrodite began to drool at the mouth. She picked it up and bit into it.
Aphrodite loved it so much that she decided to eat it for breakfast every morning for the rest of her life. She named it the waffle for reasons no one can explain. Zeus then declared the day to be called national waffle day and on that day there would be a big party in celebration of the waffle. From that day forward the gods of mount Olympus always enjoyed there waffle breakfasts. He bit into it and tasted the most wonderful thing ever. Aphrodite new it was practically just a pancake but it was better than that. From that day forward, the gods feasted on waffles every day for breakfast.